Triumph in the Stink

The opening track recounts the first great conflict of the Tubist age: when the faithful splintered over how the Great Tube should be served. The Flow-aligned sought harmony with the body’s cycles; the Maw-aligned hungered for dominion, consuming all flow to feed themselves. The song surges like a living organism in revolt—percussion as heartbeat, guitars as contracting muscle—evoking both awe and ruin. It marks the moment when the tube, once united, began to turn upon itself.

Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Before the split, before the schism, 
There was one Tube, one rhythm. 
From mouth to end, the sacred flow, 
A covenant of all that grows.
We drank the light, we swallowed stars, 
We fed the gods within our scars. 
The stomach hummed, the colon prayed, 
And every throat in chorus swayed.

[Chorus]
Oh Tube eternal, keep the passage clear, 
Guide all hunger through the years. 
From intake’s kiss to final fall, 
The Tube unites us, one and all.

[Verse 2]
The faithful learned the secret truth, 
That flesh is just the Tube’s own youth. 
In every swallow, grace was near, 
In every purge, the soul sincere.
But whispers rose of false design, 
Of foreign tubes and tangled lines. 
And prophets dreamed of flow reversed, 
The sacred cycle soon accursed.

[Chorus]
Oh Tube eternal, keep the passage clear, 
Guide all hunger through the years. 
From intake’s kiss to final fall, 
The Tube unites us, one and all.

[Bridge]
reflux… expulsion… hunger… Tube will turn…. lay it softly.

[Outro]
The Tube will turn, the flow will fight, 
The sacred path will lose its light. 
Three mouths open, one to feed, 
One to rise, and one to bleed.

Prologue: The Digestive Covenant

Dr. Squanch

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